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Heartbreak Morrow: PROLOGUE

August 25, 2020August 25, 2020 ~ Yousef Alqamoussi ~ Leave a comment

I mourn myself before my father’s grave. My tongue, my blood, this air will tell my tale, The proof of which is buried now beneath Those desert sands, beside that river’s shore.

apocalypse Easter Someday

April 18, 2020September 14, 2020 ~ Yousef Alqamoussi ~ Leave a comment

My Countrymen, perhaps disaster is our only hope.

apocalypse “its fine its fine”

April 15, 2020September 14, 2020 ~ Yousef Alqamoussi ~ 3 Comments

its fine its fine its going to be fine

apocalypse “TRANSCRIPT: The Secret Club”

April 11, 2020September 15, 2020 ~ Yousef Alqamoussi ~ Leave a comment

You know, you hear this all the time in schools and with parents and teachers, and on the media, and all over the place about this problem that kids can’t read.

apocalypse “And now, it’s time to talk about my dick”

April 8, 2020September 14, 2020 ~ Yousef Alqamoussi ~ 2 Comments

At least it's not your dick.

apocalypse “They say there was a life before these days”

April 6, 2020September 14, 2020 ~ Yousef Alqamoussi ~ Leave a comment

Stay Home, but how, when Home is work and school?

apocalypse “Something there is that doesn’t love a box”

April 4, 2020September 14, 2020 ~ Yousef Alqamoussi ~ 1 Comment

Something there is that doesn’t love a box.

apocalypse OPENING and ALLAH

April 1, 2020September 14, 2020 ~ Yousef Alqamoussi ~ 1 Comment

Whichever way you turn your heads, there you’ll find Allah.

apocalypse Marchness

March 30, 2020September 14, 2020 ~ Yousef Alqamoussi ~ 1 Comment

Kings Canyon National Park. 8:55 AM. NOTHING can go wrong!

apocalypse March 27, 2020

March 27, 2020September 14, 2020 ~ Yousef Alqamoussi ~ 1 Comment

I don’t see how anyone could accurately express the condition of our time in rational terms.

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